by Liam
Walking the orchard I search with my eyes
My heart, a float with the butterflies
Searching to find that sacred spot behold
Between the blossoms, the petals your face unfolds
Inhaling fresh,
Springs perfumed grace
You are balanced, on a blossoms face.
Whispers of laughter drift on the breeze,
Dancing like sunlight through emerald leaves.
Your face amongst petals, my dreams in the skies,
We weave our vows where eternity lies.
Under the bough where our promise grows,
Your soul is the river, my soul is the flow
Today in your left and tomorrow in your right
One seed for my lover
One fruit for my life.
A garden God grants
Who plants this Life.
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